Wandering the fissures of my mind
He observes what other have missed
Pain, sadness, hurt and loneliness
Sharing it in part with his own tender heart
He is real

Calling me out from my internal darkness
He challenges me to accept myself wholly
With tenderness and strength he speaks
Proscribed tales of cruelty and abandon
He is powerful

Staring deeply into arresting eyes
I hope to catch a part of him forever
Forbidden love to silence my soul
Knowing the dream is illusory for now
He is honorable

Money passes to the unknowing hand
Same time next week


http: //allpoetry.com/poem/4549563

Kim Schilling

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